The Trail of Fallen Leaves: Life’s Journey Through the Seasons

The trail might be tough, but a cowboy always finds a way forward.

Beneath the branches, autumn sighs,

As golden leaves drift from the skies.

The cowboy rides on trails of time,

Where memories dance like whispered rhyme.

Through winters chill, the world grows still,

A blanket white, the mountains fill.

With hoarfrost clinging to his coat,

He warms his hands, a lonely note.

As spring awakens, blooms arise,

Life spills forth underneath the skies.

With every petal, hope renews,

As dawn breaks soft with vibrant hues.

And summers sun, a blazing crown,

Finds cowboys laughing, chasing down.

The trail of leaves, all seasons swell,

In every heart, a tale to tell.